• To Kill A God

    To Kill A God

    When I was an afterling, a young one without knowledge, I imagined the bad things were confined to the dark. It granted me warmth and safety knowing I was gated in the sun. An invisible line, something I couldn’t see but as real and as tangible as anything that kept the monsters and the bad Read more

  • GOLD

    GOLD

    As a woman, people hate when I don’t smile As a black woman, people hate when I smirk A knowing smile Should never belong to me Dumbstruck and following are looks that can get me by. With praise And no regard They comment on the first two in triumph Because they think I don’t know Read more

  • School Inequality: A Thin Mask on Racism

    School Inequality: A Thin Mask on Racism

    Featured Artwork: Yasmine Gateau On May 17, 1954, the Supreme Court of the United States of America gave its decision on the landmark case, Brown v. Board of Education, deeming racial segregation of schools unconstitutional. After its 9-0 ruling, the Court stated that: “separate educational facilities are inherently unequal” and that it violated the Equal Read more

  • Ancestral Rise

    Ancestral Rise

    I never really bought into the mythical “falling” into love. I believe in the mystical “rising” into love. The fairy dust of ancestral work. The initial dopamine seed hooks into dirt. The slow growth of oxytocin filled fibrous roots. Beauty grows, oxygen rises in the breath of The never-ending kiss of Heaven and Earth. We Read more

  • TIME

    TIME

    In our world, time is so little. Our biological clock ticks every day as we wake up each morning to take on our daily lives. Within our busy lives, do we really get the chance to capture how beautiful the world is? Through our infinite imaginations, our mind can create anything we manifest. As the Read more

  • My Own Sugar Daddy, My Own Pimp

    My Own Sugar Daddy, My Own Pimp

    Some sex workers Are independent, self-employed Negotiating the game With the forgotten, or unenjoyed Wide lens teaches Wisdom settles into bed “Every partnership has its jail” Beneath the sheets, this soul does not shed It wins them no money Instead a kind of sustenance Sugar-coated power, control An energy here, in abundance Emotional currency Not Read more

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